Murphy feels really bad this morning. Just look at that sad face!
Last night around 1:00 AM, I woke up to the sounds of pug hacking… and then vomiting.
Yep, that’s right. Murphy puked in our bed. He threw up on the part of the comforter covering me, so I woke up Mal and asked him to help me since I was pretty much stuck under dog vomit. I still don’t understand how such a small dog can produce so much puke. That Murphy is a special one, I tell ya.
It was the middle of the night, so Mal cleaned up the vomit and then I grabbed the comforter off of our guest bed so we had something to sleep with. Murphy was acting totally normal after he got the “demons” out of his stomach, so we all just went to back to bed.
What a way to wake up from a dead sleep in the middle of the night, right? Mal and I were definitely surprised to say the least! I’m just glad Murphy was okay. Poor little pug.
After last night’s “episode,” pukey pug is tired this morning.
Now that we’ve covered puke, let’s talk about last night’s dinner!
Dinner was another winner from Real Simple (May 2012): Pasta with Kale and Walnut Pesto. I swear, recipes from Real Simple never let me down!
Pasta with Kale and Walnut Pesto
- 1/3 cup plus 2 tablespoons walnuts
- 1 bunch kale, thick stems discarded and leaves torn (about 12 cups)
- 1 cup grated pecorino (2 ounces), plus more for serving
- 1 small clove garlic
- 1/2 cup olive oil
- 3/4 pound fusilli, penne, or some other short pasta
- Kosher salt and black pepper
Heat oven to 350*F. Spread walnuts on a rimmed baking sheet and toast, tossing occasionally, until fragrant, 6 to 8 minutes; let cool. Chop 2 tablespoons of the walnuts and set aside.
Meanwhile, bring a large pot of salted water to a boil. Add the kale and cook until bright green, 30 seconds.
Transfer the kale to a colander (reserve the cooking water); squeeze dry when cool enough to handle.
In a food processor, combine the kale, pecorino, garlic, the remaining 1/3 cup of unchopped walnuts, 1/2 teaspoon of salt, and 1/4 teaspoon of pepper. Process until finely chopped. With the machine running, add the oil in a steady stream.
Bring the reserved cooking water to a boil and cook the pasta according to the package directions. Reserve 1/2 cup of the cooking water; drain the pasta and return it to the pot. Add the pesto and 1/4 cup of the reserved cooking water and toss to coat (add more cooking water if the pasta seems dry). Serve the pasta sprinkled with the pecorino and chopped walnuts.
Delicious!! I am psyched there are leftovers of this meal for my lunch today.
I love that this recipe saved the cooking water from the kale to keep some of those great nutrients in the dish. And the toasted walnuts are key in this recipe, so don’t skip the toasting step like I almost did. It’s definitely worth the time and effort!
Question of the Day
Have you ever been puked on?
I know, it’s a gross question, but I figured you guys might have some funny stories!
Here are mine: I’ve actually been puked on twice in my life: once in first grade and once in college.
In first grade, my friend Jenn and I were waiting in line to get school lunch. She was feeling sick, so the smell of the food in the cafeteria made her feel even more ill and she booted right on my back. Thankfully, I was wearing a jacket, so I just took it off so I wasn’t covered in vomit all day, but Jenn felt bad about puking on me for years. It’s still a running joke with the two of us!
During my freshman year of college, a bunch of my friends and I took the train into Boston to celebrate New Years Eve. Since we weren’t driving (and we were freshman in college), we made really strong “road sodas” of spiced rum and Coke to take with us. (I still can’t drink Captain Morgan Spiced Rum because of this night.) We all got super drunk and had a great time, but on the train ride home, my boyfriend (not Mal) started to feel sick. The train was really crowded because everyone was leaving the First Night activities in the city, so I couldn’t move out of the way fast enough and my boyfriend threw up right on me. It was wicked gross, and I had to sit on the train with nasty puke on me until we got home. Ewwww.